Intermission - A Nice Suggestion and a Fun Dream
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy (yet. I'm still wating for your call, Sakaguchi...) SquareEnix does. When I do own Final Fantasy, I'll rename the company to Squeenix.
Well, due to my cramping writer's block, I believe that it's time for an intermission. Just some randomness to calm the soul. Oh yeah and I'm honoring Chibikan's suggestion from her review of my other work (which I am also stuck on) The Origin of Worlds.
So now, without further ado, I present to you Sephiroth and the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy.
Sephiroth danced onto the stage of the Gold Saucer's Event Square wearing a frilly pink tutu, tights and ballet shoes. He posed as he balanced on one foot and the music began. Sephiroth danced most gracefully as many fangirls watched from the stage, not knowing whether or not to swoon or be disgusted. Cloud Strife was sitting in the back of the theater laughing his ass of at the God-turned-ballet-dancer. When his throat became dry from laughter, he decided it was time to go. Especially since a most agitated General Sweetpants...uh I mean...Sephiroth was casting Shadow Flare at him. He quickly left the square and took the air cab back to Corel. He mounted his chocobo, whom he left outside of town and set off toward Costa del Sol.
When night came he set up camp. Well.actually there wasn't really anything to set up. He simply wedged his Buster Sword at an angle in the ground and leaned up against the broad side of it to sleep. He had slept like this before many times. His chocobo would "wark" if danger threatened and Cloud would awake and dispatch the danger while half asleep and without even using his sword. If you can save the planet, you can do just about anything. That was his motto and he flaunted his power quite often just to show that he is nobody to be messed with. He chuckled as he thought of this, then drifted off to sleep.
He had a strange dream of a cute waitress at Costa del Sol wearing a short- short skirt and holding a plate of Mexican food. Cloud was doing somersaults and other various acrobatic tricks while making his way to the slender beauty. He didn't know why he was doing it, but in his head he felt compelled to. He tripped over a globe-sized ball and he fell face first onto the sand (which turned out to be sugar). After swallowing a couple mouthfuls, he stood up and angrily kicked the large ball. It flew at Red XIII who was napping in the shade. It didn't make sense but it was okay. It didn't have to make sense just so long as he got that food and the girl. The ball hit him and he woke up, much agitated for having his dream of pickles and mithril interrupted.
Cloud continued his trek toward the girl with the food even though he was not really hungry either way.
"Funny," he said puzzled, "I could've sworn I was hungry a minute ago."
When he got to the woman, she smiled as she offered a taco; but as he grabbed for it, her head became Red XIII's. He was still angry about the ball hitting him and he bit Cloud's head off.
Cloud awoke then with a shout and looked around. His chocobo was wearing a green tutu and eating a taco. He heard a voice behind him that he recognized, causing him to turn around.
"It's all very strange isn't it?" It was Red XIII. He bared his teeth that seemed to be coated in mithril as he stood up and walked toward Cloud. Cloud reached for his sword but it wasn't there. It seemed he was leaning against a giant plate. He looked down at himself and realized that his body had become a pickle.
He awoke fully this time, as the chocobo was pecking at his head.
"Yeah.ok!.ow!.I'm up!.oww!" Cloud grumbled as he got to his feet. He picked up his sword and. no not his sword. It was a giant pickle.
"Will this dream ever end?!?!?!" Cloud screamed aloud to nobody in particular.
"Of course not." said the chocobo "Didn't you notice that the sun was gone? You're in Hell!" As soon as that was said, Sephiroth fell from the pink sky and landed in a giant plate of Mexican food. After eating a burrito, he drew his blade, the mighty Masamune, and pointed it at Cloud.
Cloud charged his foe, pickle in hand and his weapon slapped Sephiroth in the face with a juicy splash of brine. As he tried to return to his battle stance, he found that Sephiroth had latched his teeth on the thing and was eating it.
With that he woke up to a normal world.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy (yet. I'm still wating for your call, Sakaguchi...) SquareEnix does. When I do own Final Fantasy, I'll rename the company to Squeenix.
Well, due to my cramping writer's block, I believe that it's time for an intermission. Just some randomness to calm the soul. Oh yeah and I'm honoring Chibikan's suggestion from her review of my other work (which I am also stuck on) The Origin of Worlds.
So now, without further ado, I present to you Sephiroth and the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy.
Sephiroth danced onto the stage of the Gold Saucer's Event Square wearing a frilly pink tutu, tights and ballet shoes. He posed as he balanced on one foot and the music began. Sephiroth danced most gracefully as many fangirls watched from the stage, not knowing whether or not to swoon or be disgusted. Cloud Strife was sitting in the back of the theater laughing his ass of at the God-turned-ballet-dancer. When his throat became dry from laughter, he decided it was time to go. Especially since a most agitated General Sweetpants...uh I mean...Sephiroth was casting Shadow Flare at him. He quickly left the square and took the air cab back to Corel. He mounted his chocobo, whom he left outside of town and set off toward Costa del Sol.
When night came he set up camp. Well.actually there wasn't really anything to set up. He simply wedged his Buster Sword at an angle in the ground and leaned up against the broad side of it to sleep. He had slept like this before many times. His chocobo would "wark" if danger threatened and Cloud would awake and dispatch the danger while half asleep and without even using his sword. If you can save the planet, you can do just about anything. That was his motto and he flaunted his power quite often just to show that he is nobody to be messed with. He chuckled as he thought of this, then drifted off to sleep.
He had a strange dream of a cute waitress at Costa del Sol wearing a short- short skirt and holding a plate of Mexican food. Cloud was doing somersaults and other various acrobatic tricks while making his way to the slender beauty. He didn't know why he was doing it, but in his head he felt compelled to. He tripped over a globe-sized ball and he fell face first onto the sand (which turned out to be sugar). After swallowing a couple mouthfuls, he stood up and angrily kicked the large ball. It flew at Red XIII who was napping in the shade. It didn't make sense but it was okay. It didn't have to make sense just so long as he got that food and the girl. The ball hit him and he woke up, much agitated for having his dream of pickles and mithril interrupted.
Cloud continued his trek toward the girl with the food even though he was not really hungry either way.
"Funny," he said puzzled, "I could've sworn I was hungry a minute ago."
When he got to the woman, she smiled as she offered a taco; but as he grabbed for it, her head became Red XIII's. He was still angry about the ball hitting him and he bit Cloud's head off.
Cloud awoke then with a shout and looked around. His chocobo was wearing a green tutu and eating a taco. He heard a voice behind him that he recognized, causing him to turn around.
"It's all very strange isn't it?" It was Red XIII. He bared his teeth that seemed to be coated in mithril as he stood up and walked toward Cloud. Cloud reached for his sword but it wasn't there. It seemed he was leaning against a giant plate. He looked down at himself and realized that his body had become a pickle.
He awoke fully this time, as the chocobo was pecking at his head.
"Yeah.ok!.ow!.I'm up!.oww!" Cloud grumbled as he got to his feet. He picked up his sword and. no not his sword. It was a giant pickle.
"Will this dream ever end?!?!?!" Cloud screamed aloud to nobody in particular.
"Of course not." said the chocobo "Didn't you notice that the sun was gone? You're in Hell!" As soon as that was said, Sephiroth fell from the pink sky and landed in a giant plate of Mexican food. After eating a burrito, he drew his blade, the mighty Masamune, and pointed it at Cloud.
Cloud charged his foe, pickle in hand and his weapon slapped Sephiroth in the face with a juicy splash of brine. As he tried to return to his battle stance, he found that Sephiroth had latched his teeth on the thing and was eating it.
With that he woke up to a normal world.